Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a voice]
Erick is coming up... I see him! I see him!

[erick
up

"you're hostile..."
"i got a to be hostile!"

stewart]
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me bring to the stage the
The heavyweight of hip-hop
The funklord, you him as the green eyed bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e double (who? ) the funklord, God
Yo I'm swingin more shit tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I the frame out the microphone
home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the witch
get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can freak out like
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You wanna see me call austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For session
Cause I'm real boy you better believe it word
from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more doper "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so what the fuck (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
[jeff
And now "i right to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
Straight l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only philly king
"i right to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

[keith
Keith murray's, from the north south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world when I take a deep
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a
behavior in a psychopath
Ooooh, I lose my cool, and break fool
And pull out my get busy
I like a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper than a bottomless (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic I come across
Form a you're trapped in with explosive force
I push your through the cracks of sanity
And leave your brain a bid in purgatory
ninety-six degrees in the shade
Before I catch on my blade
I my frustration to the stage
And gets open dope and bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be like a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
With the superdistinguish that I
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes straight from the
to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya tell em

stewart]
("hostile" sample set in background)
Ladies and gentlemen, what you've just
Is the incredible skills of erick sermon.. and keith
Coming to an near you soon
This has been another erick sermon
This is jeff stewart signing off, and next time saying...
God damn!!!